The Wedding Blues (A response to CaramelD)

So CaramelD is complaining about an upcoming wedding. I'm like what are YOU complaining about? At least you're a bride's maid. Well to be fair to her, she then apologized for complaining seeing as there are worse things out there in the world. But darn it!! I want to complain too! Especially considering I got her ass beat. My wedding is this weekend (no not MY wedding i mean the wedding I'M about to gripe about) and here is my spending so far (SO FAR!! because i WILL spend more money when i get there. o and i havent bought the wedding gift yet):

airfare: $170 (and this because i started shopping MONTHS earlier)
car rental: $180 (this doesnt not include insurance or gas)
hotel: $250 (my share o, i'm staying with 3 other girls to "cut costs")
dress: $110
jewellery: $80
shoes: $40 (cheapest bloody thing on there!)

o and since i NEVER wear makeup and now i have to; and its the groom i know not the bride so i cant latch unto her makeup lady, i actually had to BUY makeup (yeah the guy is a really good friend plus he has gorgeous friends). makeup is EXPENSIVE how do (regular) women do it??

of course, the worst part is being a fresh face, tshirt, jeans, and flip-flops kinda girl, i may NEVER use any of these things again. O and remember now, I am NOT a bridesmaid. imagine if i was.....might actually work out cheaper even. SIGH

So my Caramel have i shamed you or what?

Oh and i noticed you talk about your mum. means that both your parents are alright yeh? thank God for His awesome mercies.......he he just realised you'd actually updated us on the situation. LOOK i'm not perfect OK?? at least i remembered! gotta work with the little things :)

Memories

I miss being in a relationship. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE being single. I can pick up my bags when I want and go where ever I please. I can have how ever many people over and have impromptu parties. But, a girl has needs; needs that a good book can't fill and movies and music make worse. What to do what to do.

The Man Who Can't Be Moved

valentine's day, love songs, romantic movies, m&b, harlequin these were all invented to make fools out of all us. diabolical people sit around all day and come up with new ways of turning us into blithering idiots. have us believing in frivolous untruths like "love", "happy endings", "the spark". instead of accepting the inevitability, focusing on much more tangible things in life like money, material possessions, education. now THOSE things give fulfillment. where has "love" gotten any of us? seriously? a hot chick feels inferior if no one's "in love" with her; smart, successful incredibly intelligent guys (and girls....worse for the girls; god help you if u have HALF a brain) are alone. and they forget all they have achieved in the wake of that single fact that noone "loves" them.

then the books. oh the books! i'm still waiting for all the sparks they talk about. and have you noticed that in the books AND the movies they finish with them driving off into the sunset. why dont you show us what happens 6 months down the road huh?? if this stayed in romantic novels n movies that would be fine. but now, even my darling action movies MUST have a love interest. the hero has to FEEL something "he has never felt before". like what the HELL??

why do we do this to ourselves? i'll tell you why!! we've been programmed. those fuckers have us all whooped. i'm telling you these people are diabolical. its like hoobastank's "the reason", or savage garden's "truly madly deeply", even in "he's just not that into" the psycho stalker girl.....wait lets not totally spoil the ending but i gotta tell ya its .......(GAG)........happy. and if i get started on brian mcknight n boyz ii men.......AAAAAARGH!!!!!.....

So what brings on this rant you ask? the script has this song and every time i listen to it, i turn to absolute mush. as i type this tirade i played just a portion of it and i started seeing bunnies, and rainbows and had a sudden urge to read penny jordan or danielle steele. i mean the song is about a guy sitting on a street corner waiting for a chick he met a while ago. how implausible is that? seriously? and yet, EVERYTIME i listen to the song i find myself rooting for him. becoming ecstatically, deliriously happy as he talks abt how she 'll come running into his arms blah blah de flippin' blah.

seriously though, what is the appeal of love songs, books, and movies? why do we let them lull us into believe in things utterly illogical? i guess with all the bad stuff going on. the horrors pervading the world, its nice to dream and believe in the good things. to have something that warms your heart to look forward to. karl marx says religion is the opiate of the masses. i disagree, its "love".

hey dont forget to mention how MY version of things is waaay better than freak's :)

ATribute To A Great

From the moment i could discern musical notes, i have worshiped at the feet of Michael Jackson. From "abc" and 'can you feel it' with his brothers, to 'blood on the dance floor'. even when the critics hated on him, i thought every note he put out there was magnificent. i wanted to dance with him, sing with him , i totally crushed on him. that man shaped generations of music lovers and makers alike. not to mention the various dances he inspired. and the videos to his songs? unsurpassable.

even through the child abuse allegations. i loved him. he was my inspiration to never lose my innocence, my child-like fascination for the world. heal the world, gone too soon, black or white, man in the mirror these songs reminded me with a catchy tune that i had a purpose on this earth and all i had to do was find it. and when i was tired, unloved, lonely- 'you are not alone', 'speechless', 'stranger in moscow' either cheered me up or matched my mood :) thriller scared me like no horror movie ever could. and that awesome movie he did with all his songs? i used to fantasize i was in it. even the parodies (weird al's 'fat') were awesome!

michael, i believe in heaven, and i truly honestly wish you were there. i dont think you ever found the peace and happiness you were forver searching for. i hope it didnt hurt. bubbles will miss, as will your children. you are awesome and men i am so mad i never saw you in concert. you know, your ass could've stuck around until AFTER the tour was over. sheesh!..........love you!! :)

Farah i loved charlie's angels and i thought you were gorgeous (for a white chick). Ed i was always hoping you'd show up at my door with a PCH cheque. i'm sorry your deaths were overshadowed, but you gotta admit, michael trumps y'all. yeah i no, he could've waited a week more to die yeh. death answers to no man unfortunately. but just know you are all loved (by someone) and will be misssed (by someone).

love miss and never forget you michael. should've bought your albums like i'd been planning to. now the prices are going through the roof! .......sigh

Groupie Love

Boredom and the Internet do not a good mix make. Here's what I found.........

Girls, how in the hell are we EVER going to get any respect if this is the type of stuff we're proud to own up to.....sheesh. I'm all for women's liberation and all, but this is a little over the top!......Or maybe I'm just damn prude huh?

How To Know A Guy Is Into You

He tells you.

Blogger and the Lonely Soul

When one has a blog, one must constantly filter and assemble one's thought; deciding just how much to reveal of one's self to all mankind. In this day and age of self aggrandizement, the temptation is ever strong to want to put all out there. I have always sort of reveled in my privacy. i enjoyed mass anonymity on hi5. Coerced into joining facebook, I enjoyed anonymity there as well despite those idiots insistence that you register with your full name, school and location. Unfortunately, tagging was invented and out the window went the comfort that i could NOT be picked out of a lineup.

Then came blogging. Ah blogging. The latest in many frontiers. Here I have my anonymity back. I can spew whatever I want, be as incoherent as I please and no one knows who or what. You can see me at Silverbird, drink at Swe bar with me, or climb the Eiffel Tower together and you wont know me. You wont look at me weird n expect incoherence when I speak.

But you see, that leads back to the original question. Just because no one knows who you are, does that allow you to spew everything? Should blogspot become my journal? (They still sell those you know, at really good prices too). So why would I want a million unknown mostly insignificant people in on my innermost thoughts? But then if I'm not saying what I think? How I feel? What then? Why is it that more and more I want my feelings, my once private opinions and emotions to read and shared with all and sundry.

Sigh here I go again. Cant remember what my original point was. Oh well........

People Who Should Be Taken Out And Shot

1. people who wear SUNglasses indoors, at night, or in dark, smoky nightclubs (forget freakin' Usher it does NOT look cool!! and seriously, can you even SEE??!!)

2. drunks who figure it is their divine right to stagger to your door at 3 am and bang on it for over an hour

3. people who cut in front of you in traffic then get stuck because THERE WAS A REASON I WAS GOING SLOWLY IN THE FIRST PLACE YOU DUMBASS!!

4. double parkers on a fucking narrow-ass road

5. dog owners who dont see the need to clean up after their pet

6. heifers who have to be all up in your business and know better than YOU what happened to YOU that day.....

7. guys who do the same

8. people who spend 3 weeks abroad then acquire this infernal accent and tell me they can no longer pronounce their own name (really?? really??!!)

9. people who feel the need to tell me the EVERYTHING about a movie i stupidly mentioned that i was about to see (FUCKING DIE!! DIE!!!! Y WONT U DIE!!!!)

10. child abusers (be it sexual, verbal, emotional: you just dont take away that innocence damn u!!)

11. people who protect said child abusers

12. fuckers who insist on driving with their fucking full lights on. why do I have to suffer because your retarded ass is vitamin A deficient. bloody hell!!


.......................to be continued

Superman VS The Hulk

So I've watched the double feature Hulk VS like a million times. And I'm also a budding Justice League Unlimited. That show is so dark and pulls no punches. So yesterday, I'm home watching Superman talking about how he'd always had to hold back when brawling with "earthlings" and he is so excited that he's found someone namely Darkside who can take it. So I get to wondering who would win: Superman or the Hulk?

As you can tell, this is strictly for geeks only. O and if you're replying, send a bloody link as well so I can find it. Thanks!

My Favourite Shows

Supernatural (that's number 1!!)
Leverage (that kinda ties for number 1)
Fringe
Eleventh Hour
Reaper
Eureka
Cold Case
Medium

For me these are MUST sees. There are a few honorable mentions but I wont die if I don't watch them:
Psych
Monk
Law and Order: Criminal Intent

Any suggestions?